The music that endures across generations has one quality in common: it sounds like it arrived from somewhere slightly outside normal human experience. This isn’t a coincidence. It’s a filter.
Every invasion begins with reconnaissance. In a three-piece punk band, that’s the drummer. By the time the guitar plays its first note, the territory is already surveyed.
Three stages of contact. Three instruments. One complete invasion protocol running in 45 minutes.
One alien is an embassy. Two aliens is a colonization. Three aliens is an invasion. There’s a reason power trios don’t need your permission.
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